Part 14 (2/2)

”Gone away to Stoner's with pack and rifle. He is but just departed. Is it only a drill call, or are the Indians out at the Lower Castle?”

”I know nothing,” said I. ”Are you alone in the house?”

”A young kinswoman, Penelope Grant, servant to old Douw Fonda, arrived late last night with my man from Caughnawaga, and is still asleep in the loft.”

As she spoke a girl, clothed only in her s.h.i.+ft, came to the open door of the log house. Her naked feet were snow-white; her hair, yellow as October-corn, seemed very thick and tangled.

She stood blinking as though dazzled, the glory of the rising sun in her face; then the tolling of the tocsin swam to her sleepy ears, and she started like a wild thing when a shot is fired very far away.

And, ”What is that sound?” she exclaimed, staring about her; and I had never seen a woman's eyes so brown under such yellow hair.

She stepped out into the fresh gra.s.s and stood in the dew listening, now gazing at the woods, now at Martha Bowman, and now upon me.

Speech came to me with an odd sort of anger. I said to Mrs. Bowman, who stood gaping in the suns.h.i.+ne:

”Where are your wits? Take that child into the house and bar your shutters and draw water for your tubs. And keep your door bolted until some of the militia can return from Stoner's.”

”Oh, my G.o.d,” said she, and fell to s.n.a.t.c.hing her wash from the bushes and gra.s.s.

At that, the girl Penelope turned and looked at me. And I thought she was badly frightened until she spoke.

”Young soldier,” said she, ”do you know if Sir John has fled?”

”I know nothing,” said I, ”and am like to learn less if you women do not instantly go in and bar your house.”

”Are the Mohawks out?” she asked.

”Have I not said I do not know?”

”Yes, sir.... But I should have escort by the shortest route to Cayadutta----”

”You talk like a child,” said I, sharply. ”And you seem scarcely more,”

I added, turning away. But I lingered still to see them safely bolted in before I departed.

”Soldier,” she began timidly; but I interrupted:

”Go fill your tubs against fire-arrows,” said I. ”Why do you loiter?”

”Because I have great need to return to Caughnawaga. Will you guide me the shortest way by the woods?”

”Do you not hear that bell?” I demanded angrily.

”Yes, sir, I hear it. But I should go to Cayadutta----”

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